Kong watches Arthit, fidgeting but sleeping, snuggled in his arms. He is afraid to move or get up, though Kongpob himself, is awake since an hour and his arm is getting cramped.

But his young pregnant mate's comfort and slumber comes foremost rather than his own aches and pains.. Nowadays, Arthit hardly gets any deep sleep, he is already in his last trimester and can not even get up from the soft fluffy bed without help from Kongpob.

Kongpob has completely stopped going anywhere, his clan duties are taken care of by Arthit's dad and his office duties by his own father. They have gladly shared the responsibilities after the minor heart attack they all got a week back.

It had been a normal day with maids and servants at Arthit's beck and call and Kong's mom or Mrs Rojanapat constantly keeping their eyes on Arthit. But he suddenly fell unconscious in the bathroom while taking bath, due to his inherent weakness.

Thankfully, Arthit's aunt Mae, Sia, sensed his distress, immediately apparated inside the bathroom and held him before he could fall down head fast onto the floor. Kong had come rushing back and Sia's solemn face at Arthit's condition, didn't get unnoticed by him or stopped his worrying heart from thumping more..

Their clan doctors are also trying to act calm in front of Kong but Arthit is getting weaker day by day. He is paler , thinner, almost skeleton like with a huge belly. It's all due to the two powerful hybrids in his womb, who are literally sucking on his life force. Two naughty melons, as kong likes to refer them, even not letting their anaemic dad to sleep or eat or gain weight and be healthy, like a normal pregnant wolf..

But what can Kong do other than be the supportive husband. So that's what he has done and crossed his finger, that the two mischief makers, that are literally taking his sun's breath away, will pop out soon and end his mates misery.

He sighs as he looks back at his mate, from his faraway worrying thoughts, and meets with striking pair of blue eyes , and a dimpled smile, melting him instantly. What a lovely way to start the morning..yes Kong is totally wrapped around those fair fingers and so whipped!

" Stop worrying phi Kong, I am fine.."

Kong doesn't answer him just caresses his silky strands and kisses his forehead as Arthit closes his eyes and savour the moment.

" Do you want to get up now."

" Phi Kong..can we go somewhere today?"

" No Arthit, you are not supposed to travel,only bed rest, remember my pouty puddle.."

" How about the tulip garden."

Kong doesnt understand the meaning of the words intially and just locks his own eyes with his mate in a questioning glance..

" What do you mean, do you mean the tulip garden of Limbo, but how?"

" Last week when aunt Mae came, she told me I can go visit there if I want , since she felt sorry that I was stuck inside this house and can't even go and sit in the rose garden. But then I was too tired to move, today I am feeling much better , you have never visited it during day time, can we go for a short while?"

He shyly asks..

Kong pecks his pale chapped lips and arthit smiles a bright smile again, and after getting refreshed with Kong's help they both hold each other's hands and face their huge bedroom mirror.

Arthit closes his eyes and touches his reflection in the mirror, which ripples and becomes still, and they soon cross the barrier to arrive at the beautiful tulip field..

" Let's sit on the bench, sun will be rising soon..the sunrise here is always breathtaking phi Kong.."

" Not as breathtaking as you."

Arthit blushes but Kong can see the paleness of his cheeks, the rosiness is totally lost, it pains him as he remembers their time together here.. amidst those beautiful swaying tulips under the moonlight.. the goddess herself was almost blessing their actual culmination as couple that tranquil night, broken only by their own screams and moans..

He remembers the beautiful blush of his mate, among these swooning flowers when he touched him here that full moon night , laying him gently on that soft velvety ground, ..as he had caressed his inner thighs and peppered kisses from his toes and up, how the younger had bloomed and blossomed under his every touch.

His fingers have soon found the tight ring of younger's rectal muscle as he had spooned the naked warm younger from the back and kept on kissing every visible part of the rosy porcelain skin..the moans..oh those moans, as he softly bit the tempting flesh and left gentle marks as the reminder of their very first love making.

Kong had kept on whispering love yous and sweet nothings to the shivering bedazzled mate in a passionate frenzy, as he had penetrated him, making him call out his name in erotic cry..ohh..music again..to his thirsting ears..

And he remembered their reaching high together , as he shouted out his sun's name and kept on kissing the sinful mouth . He remembered it all, their second and third rounds and arthit sleeping drained and peaceful in his arms , after marking Kong's neck with his teeth, a four clover leaves mark had formed on his nape then,

They had laid embraced in tangle of naked arms and legs, there..just beside those purple flowers..

He again had softly thanked the moon goddess for his wonderful mate and whispered in the younger ones ears ,
I love you, for the nth time..

Kong has never stopped, from that day onwards to utter those words to his mate, before going to sleep or when he wakes up every morning. Arthit sleeping face sometimes breaks into a smile, subconsciously hearing his mates promises of love and undying affection. But he has never really said those three special words back to Kong. But his actions reciprocates everything.

Before Arthit became too weak to move around, he used to prepare Kong's all meals, made sure the Kong is resting well, not getting too stressed with his dual responsibility of clan leader and business man, took care of his minutest needs like a devoted soulmate and husband.

So, Kong never forced or asked his shy bashful mate to say those three magic words, he understood what the younger ones each and every heartfelt actions meant. He feels loved without being said..

So, today, as Kong carries Arthit in his arms, towards the bench , he steels midway when Arthit almost whispers., Unexpectedly

" I really love you a lot phi Kong. Thanks for being with me in this journey of life. I couldn't ask for a better mate or husband."

" Arthit.."

He hugs him close to his heart , still carrying him bridal style, and presses his lips onto the pink chapped ones..his hammering heart resonating with the fluttering heartbeat of his mate..

" Whatever happens phi Kong.. a part of my soul will always belong to you "

" Arthit nothing will happen to you, this naughty melons will come out and then we will live happily ever after..we will be a big happy family.."

Arthit smiles , as he closes his eyes, tired. He dreams the same dream like his mate and the reality of nightmares, which he can foresee, can wait..

As Kong gently lowers him on his favorite wooden bench and pulls him closer in his secured warmth of embrace, occasionally kissing his lips, cheeks, nose as Arthit snoozes on and off, he forgets all inhibitions and procastinations of the unknown future ahead.

He just enjoys the early morning rays of his namesake and the beginning of the new day.. a new hope of serenity..

His children will be loved, his husband will be a hands on dad, he knows for sure, and he had said those unsaid words, now he can happily rest in peace, he is at ease...

Kong wipes off Arthit's unknowingly shed sad and happy tears, trickling down his closed eyes, pale sunken cheeks and dried lips. But to Kong's eyes, he shines ..shines like the brightest and the biggest star..his own sun..

..Kong is not tensed for the Future, he knows he will never let Arthit go,.. he will fight tooth and nail with whatever the evil plans the god of fate has hatched and he will win ..

their lovestory will have a happy end..Kong will make sure..

So the two mates sit, each lost in their own dreams of tomorrow, wrapped in love, engrossed in the bliss of togetherness , as the two babies wriggle and move , laughing catching each other's arms, kicking their pops in glee, knowing they will be born soon, alleviating all pain of their pops , all tension of their dad and be in their loving arms..

Will they bid him goodbye? No no, they will just say hi...they are not letting him go too..never Ever..

they will change the future ..that's their power..their pops will flatline but they will surely find a way to bring him back. The moon goddess will have to wait for her favorite child. He is not going so soon to her welcoming embrace again.

Because they deserve to enjoy their pops and dads showering love..like their dad said, they will be a big happy family..

Their dad and pops have found each other through so many high and low, through Crest and fall,.. through many tests and too many hardships, their journey together can never be cut short , the twin vouches they will hold on tight as they laugh and cry..

In reality or in limbo their parents lovestory will remain.

Eternally, A happy tale..

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I hope you understood what this chapter meant.🙏

It's their slice of happy life and also a glimpse of what happened in the future..

Hopefully you enjoyed the fated mates tale as we close the final chapter..yes,this is the end..

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